cool, but not a river.

[annag]

i can walk much faster than this, but i feel like dancing. wish i knew how.
good thing squares is later today. hopefully i'll still feel like dancing, then.
and maybe even have slept a bit, without sleeping through it. sleep is so confusing.
and robert louis stephenson is amusing. and apparently i should read The Chimes (Dickens).
and pretty soon, the T will start running, so i can run around and do nothing,
rather than sitting here and (ibid).
and what a silly person i am, to read straight through a book without a glance at
a dictionary or wikipedia to sate my curiousity of new-found words and ideas.
oh well. if only, though, i were to focus on what's necessary, rather
than merely what's most easily at hand.. not that my work isn't
also nearby and accessible. well, one can't be unhappy always.
or rather, one shan't.
oh, and i wonder whether it's boston or bad shoes that hurt my foot.
possibly both, though more likely the latter. well, it's not bad.
but, it's morning! so, i should go somewhere* and read.
*else